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Game Over
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement oct. 10, 2019
Nella città della notte eterna, la luce baluginante dei neon sorge sul compleanno di due ragazzi molto diversi fra loro. Quanto può cambiare la vita in ventiquattro ore? E quale mente sadica ha programmato un livello di lava con i geyser?

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(Non ho un beta al momento, vi sarò eternamente grata se mi segnalerete eventuali errori)
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